09/20/2026
Our kids don’t remember Oaxaca.
They don’t remember the streets we walked, the meals we shared or what it felt like to be surrounded by foods, languages and traditions different from their own.
But those experiences are still part of them.
Today, our boys are generally willing to taste unfamiliar foods. They’ll try something spicy, ask questions about what’s on their plates and approach new flavors with curiosity more often than fear.
I can’t say Oaxaca made them that way. Maybe they would have become adventurous eaters regardless. And they certainly don’t enthusiastically eat everything we put in front of them. 😅
But from the time they were very young, unfamiliar food was simply part of life. We kept offering it without expecting them to love it. We let them watch us enjoy it. Slowly, “different” became normal.
That’s why I’ve never believed we should wait to travel until our children are old enough to remember it.
The purpose isn’t only to create memories they can retell someday. It’s to expose them to different ways of living, eating and experiencing the world while their understanding of “normal” is still being formed.
An experience doesn’t have to become a memory to become part of who they are.
What experiences shaped you—even if you can’t clearly remember them?